Ginger Flower

Looking along the straight road, Jiang Hua saw a row of pure white ginger flowers swaying in the wind. Some flowers had already bloomed, and the petals fell to the ground. When the wind blew, dust and petals were raised.

Pursing her lips lightly, Jiang Hua came back to her senses under the driver's constant urging, took out the money from her bag and gave it to the driver.

"Let's go, I won't take the car anymore."

Jiang Hua put down these words, and walked slowly along the road where ginger flowers were placed to the main city.

"Hey sir! It takes more than an hour to walk back to the main city from here!"

Jiang Hua ignored him and continued walking on her own.It was almost eight o'clock, and Jiang Hua didn't speed up. Instead, she walked on the road silently like a walk.

The sky is not particularly dark, it is a bit like the dark blue that I used as a pen when I was a child. The wind blows very comfortably in summer, and all I can touch is the warm night.

Jiang Hua took out her mobile phone and propped it on the ground with the brightest light, but looked at each pot of ginger flowers from the corner of her eye.

Elegant taste.

Jiang Hua's thoughts drifted far away.

I remembered that Cong Shen almost got into the school by one point, but because he felt unwilling, he squatted in the garden alone and teased the wild ginger flowers on the side of the road.

She remembered that she left Cong Shen and lived with Zhen Lian.After returning to China, when I visited Cong's mother, Cong Shen's family also raised such a pot of ginger flowers.

I remembered that when I introduced myself for the first time, Cong Shen said little Jianghua, little Jianghua.

Cong Shen, in his own memory, has unknowingly become so heavy.

The more Jiang Hua thought about it, the more anxious she became. In the end, she stuffed her phone into her trouser pocket and ran frantically towards the city.

The sounds of birds and insects around were ignored, only the sound of the wind and the scent of ginger flowers could be heard by Jiang Hua.

I really want to see Cong Shen, I really want to see him right away.

"How long are you going to wait? Is there any news yet?" Zhen Chuan called Cong Shen.

Cong Shen sat on the roof of the car, with his long legs dangling on top, and said, "I've only been waiting for a day, and I'm not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry?"

The corner of Zhen Lian's mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth and said, "Take care of him!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Cong Shen's reaction. Zhen Lian was so angry that he was dying. This Cong Shen is tall, brainless and low in EQ!

Why did Jiang Hua fall in love with him?

The more Zhen Lian thought about it, the more he couldn't think about it. Seeing Chen Jiayun's lap pillowed on the sofa, Zhen Chuan, who was happily eating popcorn, couldn't help feeling angry, walked over and kicked Zhen Chuan off the sofa.

"Dad, what are you doing?!"

Zhen Lian smiled bluntly and said: "It's nothing, I'm in a bad mood."

"..." You are in a bad mood, why are you kicking me!

Cong Shen felt backache after sitting for a while, so he lay on his back directly on the roof of the car.The roof of the off-road vehicle is smooth, and when the wind blows in summer, sleepiness follows.

He took out a cigarette and smoked, Cong Shen shook his legs, and extinguished the cigarette on the roof of the car.

Jiang Hua bought the car and lent it to himself to decorate flowers. Isn't it a bit overkill.

A cold smile flashed by, Cong Shen straightened up, looking at the dark road.

It was almost nine o'clock, and the sky was completely dark, leaving some scattered residential lights near the main city area. Cong Shen took out another cigarette, and the flickering cigarette looked like a small lamp. bright light.

The sound of hurried running came from a distance, and Cong Shen jumped off the roof of the car, taking a deep breath of cigarette.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Cong Shen swallowed his saliva nervously, and waited for the man to approach, then Cong Shen rolled his eyes and yelled viciously: "Mr.

The runner was taken aback by Cong Shen's yelling, and it took a moment for him to come back to his senses, cursing a word of insanity and then running away.

Cong Shen twisted the cigarette butt with his foot, and said in a calm voice, "Damn..."

"Hey, can I borrow a cigarette?"

Cong Shen yelled without turning his head: "Borrow your uncle's cigarettes, fuck off! Stay where it's cooler!"

After scolding, he realized that something was wrong, and turned around in a daze, a man who seemed to be taking a bath with sweat was looking at him with a smile.

Cong Shen rubbed his hair and said, "You're back..."

Jiang Hua stepped forward a few steps, put his arms around Cong Shen's waist and said, "Are you here to pick me up?"

Cong Shen nodded.

"I'm afraid you won't find your way home."

"How long have you been waiting?"

"More than a day."

"What if I don't come back?"

"You can wait for me for seven or eight years. What if I wait for you for a few weeks. If you really don't come back, I will move in with you. I grow vegetables, and you cook for me."

"Did you order the ginger flower on the side of the road?"

"That's right, all the money is spent and I'm about to lose money, so I'll rely on you to support me in the future. Along the direction of these flowers, I will be there, and wherever I am is your home."

The author has something to say: Where I am, is your home